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Dear Herman Melville,

While I can accept the fact that you are one of the great American writers and thus are assigned to torment educate high school seniors, if I get ONE MORE page describing whale anatomy, I am going to kill something.

Seriously.

No Love,

Me.



P.S.. Although, I can see why we're compairing this to Freud. Phallic much there? Geez. I think I prefer Hamlet and his Mom-love.

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[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Did Kyle just insult my luxurious tresses, now sadly maimed before their time? Mate, did you or did you not once hack yours off above the ears for reasons of a good kicking?

Terry, however, I concede shall win forevermore at Hair.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

Of course I do. People would kill to have hair like mine.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

I find it inexcusable that of the physical mutations I was able to absorb in your year of selfless donations, your fabulous hair did not number among them.

Truly my heart is rent in twain. This I shall solve with another dance.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

My hair is no mutation. I got it from my mother.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

As I did mine.

Although as you have met my mother I cannot safely claim it has no association with mutancy.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

And yet, even short, my hair is still better.